Chapter 397 She Is His Doom (5)

Nan Yihan's previous worries were indeed fulfilled.He couldn't even live in a hospital.

Xia Moli did her best to take care of him. She got up early every morning to make medicine and porridge for him. She basically didn't sleep every night, sitting in front of the hospital bed and taking care of him.

only……

scene one:

Xia Moli came to Nan Yihan's bed with steaming gruel: "Brother Yihan, I've cooked the porridge, you can eat it while it's hot!"

Nan Yihan looked at her full of vigilance: "Can you confirm again, is the temperature really good for your mouth?"

In the past few days, he was scalded by her porridge several times!There are several blisters in the mouth!

Xia Moli stirred it lightly with a spoon, then touched the porridge in the spoon with her pink lips to test the temperature: "I tried it, and it's absolutely fine this time!"

Nan Yihan's eyes were fixed on her pink lips, and suddenly he couldn't look away.Did she test the temperature like this?Does that count as...indirect Wen?

Thinking of this, his face was a little red.

Forget it, it's not like I haven't kissed before, so what is an indirect kiss?Although... at that time it was because of the spell!
This time Xia Moli didn't lie to him, the porridge tasted really delicious, but...

Half an hour later, dense red spots appeared on Nan Yihan's face, which had just recovered a little bit, itching so much that he wanted to scratch the wall.

"Yihan! What's wrong with you! I'll call the nurse right away!" Xia Moli jumped up nervously from her chair.

It's rare for a nurse to see an idol, so she checked it carefully from head to toe, and finally said to Xia Moli: "The patient is allergic to seafood, don't you know! What did you feed him!"

Xia Moli lowered her head and twisted her skirt: "Fresh shrimp... porridge..."

In order for Nan Yihan to eat better, she also specially chopped fresh shrimp into meat paste, and mixed it with porridge, it was impossible to eat it.

Nan Yihan lay powerlessly on the bed, looked at the horrific face in the mirror, and closed his eyes in despair.

Scene two:
In the middle of the night, Nan Yihan woke up from the pain!Not to mention that the place where the needle was injected in the hand was cold, there was still a tingling feeling spreading all over the body.

Although Xia Moli was so tired that her eyelids were clenched, she still insisted on not sleeping.Seeing him wake up, he immediately greeted him: "Yihan, what's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Nan Yihan's eyes fell on his right hand that was receiving a needle, and only then did he realize that his hand had swelled into a steamed bun: "My hand...what's going on?"

Before he finished speaking, Xia Moli ran out in a panic: "Miss Nurse! Miss Nurse! Come here!"

The nurse helped Nan Yihan check it again from head to toe, and then looked at Xia Moli with a dark face: "Who is it that decides to adjust the drip speed to the fastest?"

Xia Moli lowered her head, and whispered, "Yes...it's me! But, I'm not the fastest one, I'm the slowest one! Is it... I'm turning in the wrong direction?"

At that time, she felt that Nan Yihan's speed of hanging the bottle was a bit fast, and she was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, so she specially helped him to slow it down...

He must be too sleepy to make such a low-level mistake.

"Why is it you again! Do you know how to take care of patients!" The nurse couldn't help but yelled at her.

How dare she torture her favorite idol like this!

Looking at Xia Moli's pitiful look, Nan Yihan waved at the nurse: "Forget it, forget it, you can just slow it down a bit for me."

At this time, Yun Piaopiao, dressed in an extremely cool dress, walked in gracefully from the door of the ward: "Brother Yihan, I am here to see you."

(End of this chapter)

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